Clary Fairchild: What would you do if you saw something nobody else could see?

(Luke drops a tape gun in shock...)

Luke Garroway: You mean if I were the only witness to a crime, that sort of thing?

Clary Fairchild: No. I mean, if there were other people around, but you were the only one who could see something. As if it were invisible to everyone but you.

Luke Garroway: I know it sounds crazy, but... Clary, you're an artist, like your mother. That means you see the world in ways that other people don't. It's your gift, to see the beauty and the horror in ordinary things. It doesn't make you crazy—just different. There's nothing wrong with being different.